lobe

This was not the first time
blue water shivered on the white bathroom tiles
da-dripping
towelling off
such a coldplace
white sterile serene nothing
blue water, blue light
shined, resealed, delivered
stepping out onto the white carpet
no blood stains
just a clean room
with wires.

five hundred coiled wires along my finger tips
to shoot power out burst it out
plumage it out
spear itout
like sword dear water sewer strainer

blue blessed thistle
blue blessed angle
please come hover over my body tonight
so then tooths can make a shatter
single point
pleasurable sound
so you can turn around and
vomit over everything you've ever loved

My bacon on the stove doesn't taste like bacon


my skin doesn't feel like my skin without you touching it

I wanted some years
of perusing my files
to decide whether I should live or die
I decided upon birth, my boat was life

life floats along
catches some bass
some catfish
with minnows
beforehand nightcrawlers


catches some grass
catches some ass
catches a cold

shivering blue water
stepped out of supposed bath house

tried to rub off the dirt
with a dried hand

shut.